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His Possessive Way

His Possessive Way

Even the naughty Hercules was sitting in front of me. I don't know if I'm mimicking or what but it looks like he's been watching me for a while and it's disgusting. I can't look at him even if he's in front of me because I don't want to see him. "Hercules, you want to come with us? We are going to the bar." Radius was with him while whistling. His Mama, quickly picked him up. "Radius can you please respect your food? Don't whistle whistle there and arrange a seat." it was like a child because of the speed with which it followed his mother. I want to smile because even though they are rebellious, they still know how to listen "Aliyah sister, what grade are you in at the entrance again?" I looked at Aunt Emily when she asked me. She was the one who adopted Cassey. "Third year College." "Third year College? How old are you?" "20 years old." her eyes widened as if she didn't expect my age "Then my Cassey is one years older than you?" I nodded at her. "I wish I could give you a scholar ship to my husband's family school here in the province, for Cassey to have with her." I want to be happy with what Aunt Emily said just in case I can't stay here. "I want to but I can't, I'm sorry Aunt." She smiled and stroked my hair. I feel like Aunt Emily is my second mother, it's just a feeling. The dinner ended happily and now I am in the bathroom of the guest room and taking a bath. This day is tiring. I hope something good happens to me tomorrow at this hacienda.
Falling For My Dead Husband's Ghost

Falling For My Dead Husband's Ghost

To save my brother's life, I married a dead billionaire. My new home was a freezing, high-tech mausoleum where I was ordered to hold a year-long vigil beside Byron Hyde's cryogenic pod. But I wasn't alone in the dark. Every night, a terrifying shadow smelling of whiskey and sandalwood pinned me to my narrow bed. It tore my clothes and brutally claimed my body, leaving me bruised and trembling until dawn. When I begged the housekeeper for help, showing her my torn skin, she just smiled cruelly. "It seems the master's spirit has accepted you." I thought I was being haunted by a vengeful ghost, until Byron's arrogant nephew broke into the tomb to assault me. His tampering triggered the life-support system, and the heavy lid of the pod hissed open. Byron Hyde sat up, his eyes lethal and his skin shockingly warm. He was alive. Looking at his broad shoulders, I caught the faint scent of whiskey and sandalwood. The horrific truth hit me like a physical blow. My nightly tormentor wasn't a ghost. It was my living, breathing husband. When I confronted him, his eyes were cold and clinical. "That was a necessary test. I had to know if my wife would break." A white-hot rage choked me, but I didn't scream or run. He slipped the priceless, heavy sapphire of the family matriarch onto my finger, offering me absolute power over the treacherous relatives who wanted us both dead. To fight a monster, you can't be a victim. I looked into his deep, dangerous eyes and accepted the ring. If this was a cage, allying with the keeper was the only way to find the key.
She's Wearing A Red Dress

She's Wearing A Red Dress

The cold breeze hit my face, I kept looking into the distance while puffing on the cigarette I was holding. I was sitting in the rooftop, I inhaled heavily before closing my eyes. "I should bring alcohol, what a waste of time if I go down here right now." I whisper to myself. the sun is going down, its like telling me that the day is ending here. But no, this is not the end of the day. I sighed again and again, inhaling the smoke. "That's bad in your health, you know." I tsk before looking at my back. "And that's not your business, leave me alone Fairon." "C'mon, mom has been looking for you for a while now." I heard him sigh. "I know, just.. just leave me alone, I need to finish this before I go down," I continued to puff my cigarettes and look away. "You still brat, okay fine. Just please wash your mouth before going down." I didn't answer him. I heard his footsteps walking away. Few minutes past and I'm done what I'm doing. I left where I was and started walking away. It's not that far, there is also an elevator connected to the rooftop so I quickly reached the bottom of the hotel. I caught up with my family sitting together in the living area of ​​the hotel. If I were someone else, I might mistake them for members of the dead people. It's not just a joke their social look, they look perfect, you'd almost think they couldn't break a plate, they're even better than royalty if they act, very modest. I walked into them, as what I though they were looking at me weirdly like if I'm a ghost. "Look at you REIN." the emphasis on my name is really well known here. I look at myself from toe to head, I'm not kidding I literally look at myself just what this old woman told me. "Is there anything wrong?" "C'mon you smoke again rein? jusko iha smell that smell," I simply smelled my breath and it smelled okay fine. I heard a sigh and I looked at my brother looking at me. Shaking his head, he turned and left. I shrug my shoulder and sit beside my cousin. he looked at me weirdly, and i ignored his stare. "You smell cigarettes," he whispered to me. I frown and look at him, "of course I do, tsk." "What a shame, pfft." I simply stepped on his foot, I felt him look at me so I ignored it. "Rein, can you stop doing that?" I looked at my dad when he said that. "What?" "Oh my gosh, sister! Aren't you ashamed my gosh look at yourself!" It's a real animal. "And what for??" I said to her, she smiled sweetly at that. "Bruh, you always wearing that dress, then you still smoke like yuckk!" Oa it said. Other people looked at it so I just sighed. This witch's head is so good, her brain will come out when I bump it!! "Why do you care about that? Hmm?" I calmly said to her. I saw her make a face after she heard what I said. "B-because I'm your sister hahaha, I do take care of you sisss!" Oh, this is crazy, we're not close when you're a shet! Ahem! I laugh sarcastically, the way people look at me makes me happy. Why? Nothing. "For your information, I'm not your sister, Ena. I'm not part of your family, I hope you understand that." I said before standing up. I look lastly and my whole family, they're looking at me with mixed emotions in their eyes. I don't blame them. What a shame.. "W-what?" "Flag." "Hey!"
The Discarded Heiress Returns

The Discarded Heiress Returns

Three years. That's how long Evelyn Carter survived in the dark, sold to the highest bidder. But coming home wasn't a miracle-it was an execution. The world has already passed its verdict. The headlines call her a "Contaminated Ghost." Her family calls her a "Stain." To save their corporate empire, the Carters stripped Evelyn of her name, her bedroom, and her dignity, handing her fiancé to her sister like a consolation prize. They expected her to wither. They expected her to crawl into a corner and die. They didn't expect her to have a nine-figure fortune and a lethal appetite for retribution. Evelyn doesn't want an apology-she wants a throne. And she'll use the only man dangerous enough to help her build it: Dr. Lucien Hale. A surgical genius with ice in his veins and a reputation that keeps the city in a chokehold, Lucien is a man who doesn't believe in mercy-only results. He is untouchable, unpredictable, and entirely cold... until he marries the woman the world discarded. When the Carter empire finally begins to bleed, they come crawling to his door, begging for a cure. Lucien doesn't offer a scalpel. He pulls his wife onto his lap, his fingers tracing the scars her family tried so hard to bury. He presses a lingering kiss to Evelyn's hand and smiles at the people who broke her. "Tell me, Robert," Lucien says, his voice a low, terrifying vibration. "Where exactly do you think the stain is? Because from where I'm sitting, the only rot in this room... is you." The truth didn't set her free. It gave her the power to burn them all.
Tricked to his Bed

Tricked to his Bed

His hand slid beneath my dress, "You want me that badly?" I whispered. "Yes." The word left him like a confession. His gaze was soft... but starving. I let my palm move over his bare chest, slowly, "Then promise me something... and I will let you touch me." His lips brushed my ear, voice rough and helpless. "You know what you do to me, Alessa. I would give you the whole world if you asked." My smile didn't reach my eyes. My voice dropped low, "Will you kill your elder brother for me?" ************" "SHE BUILT HIS WORLD, NOW SHE WILL BURN IT DOWN!!!" Alessa Smith gave him everything, love, loyalty, her fortune. For three years, she stood by her husband Adrain's side, only to watch him throw it all away for the woman he once loved. He felt like she loves him more than her life that she can never leave him. But little did he know that Alessa was never in love, she had no heart that could love. She was like a robot. All her love was an act to be a perfect wife. He still never knew that the private company sponsoring him was hers to begin with. She only approached him following her grandfather's will. And now she's ready to take it all back. Piece by piece!!. To fight for her inheritance, she told a big lie that forced her to approach Adrain's useless younger brother Kai-a ruthless Biker with a secret, who only wants to end his life on a Bike. She gives him a contract promising him a better life, as long as he becomes her boy toy and makes her pregnant within a year. She promised to give him everything she gave her husband. But she had no idea that he was her stalker and always imagined himself in bed with her. To her surprise, a woman without emotions like her found herself craving for his touch more. With a taste for revenge, she makes him the perfect ally. Together, they'll strip her husband of every privilege, every illusion, every ruin he tried to claim as his own. She will make them sit and watch Adrian's life ruins!!!!.
Trapped By The Billionaire Doctor's Debt

Trapped By The Billionaire Doctor's Debt

Emilia desperately needed ten thousand dollars to save her dying father from being thrown out of the hospital. Driven into a corner, she agreed to a black-market egg retrieval "interview" at a luxury hotel. But the buyer, a cold and ruthless billionaire, didn't just take her innocence. He threw a crumpled one-hundred-dollar check at her naked body. "That is your actual market value. Not a penny more." The nightmare escalated when cheap black-market hormone pills nearly killed her. Waking up in the ER, she was horrified to find her buyer was actually Clifton Watson, the hospital's top surgeon. To teach her a twisted lesson, he wired her a massive hundred-thousand-dollar loan, trapping her in a suffocating debt. When she demanded to treat it strictly as a loan and blocked his number, he retaliated ruthlessly. He leaked her confidential medical records to her university, letting the entire campus know she tried to sell her eggs. Cornered in a dark alley by frat boys waving cash and demanding to buy her body, Emilia felt a freezing terror and absolute violation. She didn't understand why a billionaire doctor, a man who had already used and humiliated her, would go out of his way to completely destroy a desperate college student's dignity. Kneeing her attacker to the ground, Emilia escaped the alley and made a silent vow. She would work until her fingers bled to pay off every single cent, and never let this monster control her life again.
The Unwanted Convict Makes A Spectacular Comeback

The Unwanted Convict Makes A Spectacular Comeback

After five years in a maximum-security women's prison, Abbey Dudley was finally released. Her billionaire brother came to pick her up in a luxury SUV, but it wasn't to welcome her home. Five years ago, her adopted sister Emmie pushed a girl down a flight of concrete stairs. To protect their precious golden child, Abbey's biological parents forced her to take the bloody trophy and the blame, locking her in a cage at seventeen. While they took Emmie to Paris Fashion Week, Abbey was gagged with bleach-soaked towels and her leg was shattered by an iron pipe. They froze her eighteen-million-dollar trust fund and secretly transferred every cent to Emmie. On the day of her release, they dragged her to a grand ballroom filled with New York's elite. They forced her to wear her yellowed, frayed high school uniform, intending to publicly humiliate her as a degenerate gambling addict and an academic failure to highlight Emmie's perfection. Abbey stood there with a ruined leg and a hollowed-out soul. How could her own flesh and blood strip a Stanford-bound genius of her perfect grades, hand them to an adopted stranger, and throw their biological daughter to the wolves without a second thought? "Since you surgically removed the facts that make you monsters, I invite everyone here to verify the truth." Under the horrified gasps of the crowd, Abbey exposed their forged evidence and shattered their perfect facade. Leaving her terrified parents and screaming brother in the ruins of their reputation, she walked out into the cold night, gripping a single silver embroidery needle. She was going to carve out every drop of blood they took from her, with interest.